a long

started a longer ish poem in the last day or two
started out day of election... but been working on it off line...

it's called

Italian not Greek
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working out straight themes of daily thoughts, and intertwined with coupage and deterritoiralizing of diction from day to day con_VeRsation_ etcetera.

O lala
O lala la ....

and been studying watching listening to the video interviews with Pierre-Felix Guattari, made for Greek television, just a year or two before he died.

reading and preparing for defence. O Milton O Eliot O Paradise Lost. etcetera. Schizoanalytic self.
blogging all over
on all the various becoming blog machines.
indeed.
daily life. to and fro.
forth back. writing. rhythm.

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also thinking about its time to have
some new books in Print. yes.
the Fictions? in print? other works?
autres travaux?
ou i ou i ouI.
yes.
les levres. de livre.
comme toi.
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How will the new presidency play out?
are we not too eager? too hopefuL? are we mad to hope?

we wish for multitudes to grasp the helm becoming collective desire.
as the world watches and its multitudes become the washer.

Start to post the newish poem later this week.

connect to guattari interviews here.
Paris, to me, is still the vital capital of the world of thought. How unrhizomatic de moi! O i l y a pas des capitaux dans un mondes des rhizome mais quand memes on peut aimez quel ques endroits plus que des autres (commes on aimes une personne). C'est naturel. Naturel? c'est quoi naturel? Mais dans ce cas c'est que je aime. Alors. Alors. Alors. Mister Sailor and Madame Sailor .
oui.

des pensees.
des levres.